You have two choices Sarrio My name is Micheal A sword or a gun Each will finish you I pulled out a pistol And shot the commandant in the eye His head exploded Blood ran down the walls of his office I Am Sarrio Never forget that name

An affluent white couple Have ordered their lunch It is brought to them By an islander Dark of skin Nothing has really changed That is the order of things

Why are there no rainbows over Keighley Joe Because the skies are dark Why are there no rainbows over Haworth Joe Because the skies are corrupt I wrote this in my notebook When travelling in Yorkshire When asked why I answered That my pen was as honest As my brothers sad empty eyes

I know the town of Skipton very well Having spent my childhood there I have since travelled around the world And was not that impressed Last night I had a dream about Skipton It was a strange and alarming dream The town that I knew was submerged Under a morass of thick crude oil

Joe fancy you finding a book by Chateaubriand Where did you find it Les Bouquinistes I adore the area What is the book called Les Natchez He wrote it in England whilst exiled I do not know that much about him I studied him at college Do you know that Chateaubriand enjoyed an intense friendship […]

The tournament starts tomorrow Joe has purchased an Italian football shirt He gave it to me as our train was pulling into a station I changed discreetly but openly in the carriage Which I know excited him a great deal I received some rather odd looks My theatre can be highly amusing I am an […]

As we were travelling through Italy Joe gave me his lilac badge The Innocent are Guilty I enquired about the meaning You will find out in time He said without averting his gaze Josephine

I was sailing under The Golden Gate Bridge With everybody I have ever known When a girl jumped From a great height She was wearing my dress Josephine

My sister is in Berlin She arrived some weeks ago And tells me that she is well There is still a warrant for her arrest Dating back many years She had connections With some urban terrorists But was not directly involved Her birth name was Greta But she likes to be known as Autumn As […]

Whenever I stand at the end of a railway platform I feel that I am standing on the edge of the universe If one looks one way the comforts of home are shared If one looks in the other direction then only a vacancy greets I have always seen trains as organic creatures Like whales […]